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Get ready for a trip backwards in days gone by,
to run over the primitive paths again
and experience the tragic events I’m gonna tell you. It all happened in the fourteenth century
when a dreadful calamity,
later known as The Black Death, spread and raged over Europe
and left its mark
in the millenary history of mankind.
Millions of persons, weakened by years of war and famine, died of this horrid disease.
Survivors and generations to come carried on, haunted with the fear of God
and the everlasting prophecy of
World’s end...
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The Fatal Godsend
Chronicles once buried in forgotten pages
A recollection of old times
yellowed with ages
Across the Black Sea the plague moves on
Punishment for human sin
World's end fulfilled, the fall of man
The endless fear of transiency
Later on they lived in fear
of a second coming
The fatal godsend
The endless fear of transiency
God forsook the hamlets falling into ruins
Deathly silence all around
Infected all within
Loosing the grievous malady
inside mankind
To get repentance by taking their lives
music
& lyrics by frank wells
arranged
by
frank wells /
giorgio todesco
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Plague Spreaders
New civilization crossed the continent
Spreading contagion all over the planet
Outbreaks of sickness carried in the wind
The avenging hand of God sets in
The vile recesses of human nature
Depraved creatures
bring forth the infestation
Breaking into houses to contaminate
Sharing their sickness with the sane
Plague stricken masses behind the walls
On the edge of a great holocaust
to purify all
Heavenly curse by the just wrath of God
Army of the rodents ascends the throne
music
& lyrics by frank wells
arranged
by
frank wells /
giorgio todesco
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Circle of the Flagellants
In ancient times of decadence
The afflicted ones
Took a journey across the land
Rituals of bizarre
Leather whip to mortify the flesh
Humans deranged by resignation
Brotherhood of flagellants
Ease the minds by the law of scourge
Soothe the pain for sickness
Master of ceremonies
Awaiting the certain loss of life
Instilling sickening beliefs
Into a primitive mankind
music
& lyrics by frank wells
arranged
by
frank
wells
/ giorgio todesco
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The Alchemist
Physician, ordered by God
Beaked helmet to avoid contagion
My mission, find a cure
Their lives in my hands
Molten gold to drink
Powder of emerald to eat
Bathe them in urine, drain their blood
Wiping fecal material on their skin
Practice such unsane remedies
Allowing the malady to move rapidly
Against astronomical forces and earthquakes
My mission, spread the plague
Infect the human race
music
& lyrics by frank wells
arranged
by
frank wells /
giorgio todesco
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